It was fun last Friday, so I'll give it a go again. Linking up with gypsy mama to write for five minutes about ~ backwards.
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Who wants to go backwards? Well I do, a lot. Mostly I want to stop time, but I realize I can't. I hate to let go and hate for things that are good to change. We just got done with a road trip to Nashville again. I miss those people so much.
I love summer. I hate for it to end. I can't stop the progression, and I wish I could go back and repeat it.
Kids grow up. I miss tiny toes and toddler talk. I start to forget details, and I just want to go back and relive some moments.
The problem with going backwards? You can't see where you are going. Even if you have your destination locked, your eyes are still forward.
The unknown, the potential pain - these make me dread the future. But everything I have ever loved has been the future at some point.
Stuck in reverse will hold me back from what has the potential to be some great memories, and will keep me from meeting some really great people.
I think what is better, is to hold the memories tightly, but carry them forward. I'm blessed to have them, but don't want to limit myself from having more.
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This was lovely. God Bless! :)
ReplyDelete@Mary Jo
ReplyDeleteThank you so much. :o)
Yes, exactly! That's exactly the problem with going backwards -- you really can't see where you're going ... or, more importantly, where He wants you to go when you're constantly looking in the rearview mirror. But that realization doesn't stop me from thinking. Great piece. :)
ReplyDelete@Hyacynth
ReplyDeleteThank you! Appreciate you stopping by. :o)